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One interesting thing that I’ve come across in England was the concept of honesty stalls. I’ve seen one on the way to Minehead and another in the town of Watchet.

Honesty stall.

Eggs for honest people.

Honesty stalls are basically stalls selling vegetables and other goodies. What differentiates an honesty stall from the conventional stall is that they’re no people manning the stalls. To pay for your goods, all you have to do is slip the money into the mailbox and that’s it.

The cash register is the hole in the door.

To be honest, I just could not imagine such concept to ever take off in our country. Can you? The level of civility in England really amazed me, the way people give way while driving or walking and even something as basic as picking up their dogs’ poops from the street. Sure, the council estates are supposedly scary but seriously, it’s really nothing compared to our housing estates with its sky-rocketing snatch theft crimes.

Were they ringgits?

It’s really funny hearing the Babi warning against chinese being jews and taking over the country. It’s like hello, you think we like to live in this shithole of a country? I’d much rather migrate to any of the Top 10 cities in the world. They welcome young, capable adults like us with open arms. The ONLY reason we’re staying here and take your stupid shit is because our parents and elder family members are here and are (unfortunately) sentimentally attached to this country for reasons unbeknownst to me.

BN. PKR. SAME SHIT DIFFERENT PARTIES. SAME DODGY CORRUPTIVE ASSHOLES. This country is heading for the shithole.

You people who are abroad now. Just stay there and be happy don’t come back to this hot, hopeless shit.

I’m back! And the first thing that hit me after touching down was the heat -_- I haven’t sweated for 3 bloody weeks (except for the wee bit while climbing up Malvern Hills) and I LOVED IT!

By the time we collected our luggage (which were so heavy we almost had to pay more than 200 quid to bring back but thank goodness for my boo’s l33t flirting skills at the check-in counter), I had not dared to lift up my arms for fear of sweaty pit patches. EWW.

Anyway, it’ll take a bit of time to sort out my pictures. Obviously, I had a grand time in UK and I can’t say that I’m terribly happy to be back in Malaysia. Glad the haze has cleared up a bit though and that petrol price has decreased (YES!).

The other day boo asked me what’s my favourite place in UK and I don’t what possessed me cause I said, “Anywhere with Primark is fab”. I swear I didn’t even think when I said that. But it’s true, I love Primark and I can’t be arsed about whether it’s an ethical company lol.

Post-primarking.

So far I’ve been to Primarks in Manchester, Liverpool and Birmingham. I’ve got shit loads of stuff like socks and bras and panties from there but my best buy must be this pair of faux croc pumps for 6 quid. Less than RM50! YES!

Fake leather goodness.

Also stumbled upon a bookshop having a clearance sale in Worcester. Everything going for 1 pound! After gaining about 3 kilos stuffing myself there (I’m dangerously close to hitting the big 6-0 OMFG)…I had to get this little title:

Celeb slimming secrets.

I got enough pork scratchings to last me for 6 months. The proper shiznit from black country, not them fakeass cracklings. Hmmm…salty powdery lard had never tasted so good..

The best scatchings from Wolverhampton, amongst other junk food.

The best part of my trip? Definitely Blackpool. Went on all the white knuckle rides in Pleasure Beach. I went on Pepsi Max 2 times, Bling 3 times, IRN BRU 2 times and Infusion 3 times. Each major ride cost between 5 to 8 pounds. We were determined to make our money’s worth (30 quid per person for an unlimited day pass). By the time I got over the fear, it was pure g force fun all the way!!! We had sunny skies during the entire 2 days we were there. The sight of the endless beach from the top of Pepsi Max was so breathtakingly beautiful you would forget that you’re about to be plunged 230 feet down!